Heartache, Analytical Style

I so seldom talk about my own bad behavior. It's embarrassing to do so, but you've got to figure that if my background is as dysfunctional as it is, I must have some crummy dysfunctional traits. And you'd be right. I fight them all the time, but it never fails. There comes a point in almost every relationship I have where people "notice" my biggest flaw, because I fail to be on my guard. And it causes some sort of break down. And I have to step back and declare myself a jerk, and the whole cycle begins of me trying to be a reasonable human being begins again.

And you don't need to read this, because it's not upbeat or about writing. I'm just thinking things through.

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